It’s been almost five years now since I jumped on the fitness train. Six weeks postpartum from a very emotional pregnancy and delivery, I took to walking daily with my newborn daughter in tow.... Read full article

I go to take a bite of my food. Just as the fork reaches my lips, my children ask, “What is for dessert?” They’ve finished their meal, and I’ve hardly had a chance to eat. It is lukewarm at this point which is how I’ve learned to eat my food.... Read full article

I cannot hope my children will be unconditionally loving parents without loving them unconditionally. I cannot hope my children will be authentic in their relationships while pretending in my own.... Read full article

I revel in the moments of our time together where he’s my willing partner. In our baking moments he is not antagonizing his little brother, not making annoying sounds... but instead he is involved in a real job with me that keeps him smiling... Read full article

To all the mothers who fixed a home cooked meal only to be criticized by the tiniest food critics ever…
To all the mothers who spend more time at the ball field than sleeping…
To all the mothers who support other mothers…... Read full article